Chapter 171 Isn’t Something My Wife Supposed to Do
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Linden’s brow twitched a bit at Helen’s sudden question, but he just smiled and said, “You girls always think too much. We’re together; of course, I’m gonna marry you.
It was just a careless answer.
He’d never really thought about whether he would actually marry Helen.
For now, she just made him feel good; she was intoxicating.
Helen pouted, a little sadness flashing in her eyes. “But your mom hates me. Will she ever accept me?
Linden shrugged it off. “My mom doesn’t hate you. She’s just mad you lied to her. You’re the daughter–in- law she picked herself. How could she not like you? Just wait. When she cools down, she’ll welcome you back into the family.”
Teresa had told him about Helen’s lies, but he didn’t care.
Cooking isn’t something my wife is supposed to do–it’s a maid or chef’s job.
My woman’s main role is to take care of me, to keep me happy.
Helen looked at him, surprised. “Really?”
She didn’t care much if Teresa liked her, but if she accepted her again, it would ease a lot of her worries.
“Really.”
Helen’s face brightened. She kissed his cheek. “Finally, we can be together forever.”
As Linden felt the warmth of her lips, his gaze drifted to her red, inviting mouth.
For some reason, Caroline’s pale pink lips popped into his mind.
He wanted to taste her lips.
Lost in thought, his own lips moved closer to Helen’s without him realizing it.
Helen saw the deep affection in his eyes and braced for a kiss, her heart feeling sweet.
She closed her eyes, waiting.
But after a few seconds, she felt his breath come near and then suddenly pull away.
Confused, she opened her eyes to see Linden lying back, staring at the ceiling.
Disappointment washed over her. She nudged him with her elbow. “I’m yours already, so just kiss me if you want! Why stop now?”
Linden didn’t look at her. “Nothing … Just some annoying work stuff popped into my head.
Just now, somehow, he almost confused Helen for Caroline.
Luckily, he didn’t say Caroline’s name. If Helen had heard it, she’d definitely think he’d fallen for someone else.
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Chapter 171 Isn’t Something My Wife Supposed to Do
He wished Caroline would be his new flame, but she didn’t seem interested in talking to him.
Women who ignored him only made him want to know more.
Besides knowing she was a cook, he knew nothing else about Caroline.
He even learned her name only from his mother.
Thinking about that day at the hotel and how the Somertons looked at Caroline, he figured it probably wasn’t the first time they met.
Wait. Caroline’s last name is Somerton too. Could she be connected to the Somertons?
With that in mind, he asked Helen, “By the way, do you know the female chef my mom wanted to hire earlier?”
Helen stiffened, realizing he meant Caroline.
She didn’t get why he suddenly brought her up.
Pretending she didn’t know, she asked, “Which female chef?”
Linden said, “How’d you forget so fast? At the hotel when we first met, Mom was really happy with the food and called over that chef…
”
He stopped, and Helen realized who he meant. She said, “Oh, her? Why do you ask? You interested in her or something?”
She said the last part bitterly, full of resentment.
Linden just smiled. “Jealous?”
“No.” Helen buried her face in his chest, voice low.
Linden knew she was lying, so he said, “Don’t overthink it. Mom just keeps saying she wants to eat that chef’s food again. I just wanna invite her over to cook at home, that’s all.”
After explaining, he pressed, “So … do
do you know her or not?”
Helen hesitated, stumbling; “Wh–why would I know her? I don’t.”
Linden looked a bit disappointed.
But then he thought, If Caroline was really connected to the Somertons, they’d probably take care of her and hire her to work at their company.
She wouldn’t be stuck doing a tough, tiring chef’s job.
Seeing him pause, Helen added, “That chef’s cooking is just okay. There are plenty of better chefs out there. I’ll find a few other candidates that cook better than her. Then your mom can pick whoever she likes.
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